Why should I be weary.....by Rumi

Why should I be weary
when every cell of my body is bursting with life?

Why should I be a donkey's slave
when I ride upon a magical horse?

Why should I be less than the Moon
when there are no scorpions at my feet?

Why should I stay at the bottom of a well
when a strong rope is in my hand?

I've built a place for the falcons of my soul -
Fly this way, O birds of spirit,
for I am surrounded by a hundred mighty towers!

I am the rays of the Sun
dancing through the windows of every house.

I am carnelian, gold, and rubies,
even though this body is made of water and clay.

~ Rumi
-- Version by Jonathan Star
"Rumi - In the Arms of the Beloved "
Jeremy P. Tarcher/Putnam, New York 1997